Me: Look what I found in the kitchen.
Nell: Saturday is Changing the Beds Day so it must have been too much for them.
Me: It’s not their job to strip the beds.
Nell: I know but David finds it very exciting. I think we will run the sheets through twice, though.
Me: Good idea. How is Charlie?
Nell: Tired, but willing to stay a few days. I am going to sit him down in front of the fire with the papers and a pot of coffee.
Me: Just what he needs.
Nell: Yes, it is one of those rainy days where you simply need to give in and relax.
Me: Like Poppy and Dave?
Nell: I prefer an armchair, or sofa but Egyptian cotton has its attractions.
Me: Do you know why The Cat is wearing a moustache?
Nell: It’s going through a Freddie Mercury phase. It went to see Bohemian Rhapsody with David and Gladys.
Me: So that’s why Gladys is learning the Fandango.
Nell: Probably. One never knows with Gladys. Malcolm received another present from his admirer, by the way.
Me: Really. What was it?
Nell: A box of ping pong balls.
Me: How very strange.
Nell: I don’t think a Mallard would send that.
Me: Not unless it was a keen table tennis player.
Nell: Don’t be silly. Have you ever seen a Mallard play table tennis? Mallards are all about water polo. Everyone knows that. Do keep up.
Me: Yes. Sorry.